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Now I want a serger. Not that I have anywhere to put it.

I would like more chocolate please.

Damn, Grace is a beautiful child, and her mama is sew talented! Am I the only person who really doesn't have too clear of an idea what a serger is? And is also too lazy to look it up?

So true, Drew. And she lives in each of us as well, because she affected our lives with her own.

Yeah, now he eats pretty much anything that isn't nailed down. Inhales is maybe a better word. I'm sure you'll get to meet Tom one day, as well as Alissa, 11-going-on-19. One of my biggest regrets right now is that I was always sure I had plenty of time to meet Natalie. I knew her anyway, but I'd have liked to meet in "real life".

HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! It was great meeting you in Davenport, even if the show did sort of take a downhill slant after our meeting....due to the vast quantity of available beer, of course, not to any misstep on our Wilcos' part. Eat, drink and be merry! Here, just for you, a catfish cake!!! (What, do I look like someone who knows one fish from another?)

Hope it was an explodo kind of day, Dan, perhaps with some sort of grand misadventure clamboring around on a rooftop, some excellent beer, and of course plenty of cake. Explodo cake. Have a great day and a great year!

Yes, yes, yes to every sentiment you've expressed, Bridget. As tragic as this is, the silver lining is the way it has pulled us together, and made us realize how much we love and value each other. Thank you Natalie, you keep giving us gifts even now.

What a spirit lifter!

It's all so beautiful and perfect that I'm dissolved in tears again. Thank you, ladies, you staged a beautiful ceremony. The shot of the river is poignant & lovely. This is the poem I wrote for Nat. Sweet Natalie when we first met you drew me in with your laughter and wit our friendship deepened as you shared of yourself, with tinfoil gods come to live on my shelf In every post whatever you

Brilliant. I just broke down (finally) and bought myself a copy of "The World was Hell to Us" from their myspace site. I cracked up when I read through the receipt, at the contact email: chrisrulesbigtime@sympatico.ca Indeed he does.

Much love to you and Robin for your memorial tonight, Kate. It looks beautiful and heartfelt. I thought of you, and Natalie, often today. My heart is still breaking. Is she really gone? Hard to absorb, even after days. I miss her.

Totally groovy.

No...not that far south, but I'll be damned if I can remember exactly where this was. We had spent the day at the Aquarium of the Pacific, in Long Beach. We'd meant to go to the aquarium until 2 or 3, then go to a nearby beach for the rest of the day, but we were so fascinated by the aquarium that we couldn't bring ourselves to leave until nearly closing time. Then we still wanted to see some beach, so we shot southward looking for something inviting, and just pulled off wherever this was. Seems like it was slightly south of Huntington. It was absolutely freezing so we only stayed long enough

Oh, duh!....I clearly wasn't paying close attention. Glad Jerod is ok! You raise a good point, and a scary one....we all act as though places of refuge, like hospitals, are somehow immune from the capricious behavior of the weather, but of course they aren't. I'm still glad Dreamin' Judy is ok.

That's precious, Robin. And thank you, and Evonne, for your understanding about the superglue. I really don't get it on my face all that often.

Sounds like a sports team, I know, but it's just more weird weather: http://www.kirotv.com/weather/15023235/detail.html Stay safe, Dreamin' Judy, and any others in the area! Those of you being hammered by the storms in the southern states, stay safe too. Looks like Mississippi & Alabama are taking a beating. I like that the woman who was walking her dog and got blown across the street grabbed onto a cyclone fence. How appropriate.

Yay!

I can't begin to compete with all you knit-wits, since I'm still trying to figure out how to hold the needles and wrap the stringy stuff around....it might be awhile before I have anything to compare to your works of art! But I really like this little frame that Alissa and I made, from tiny seashells we'd gathered all summer. The photo shows my 3 getting soaked beneath a pier last August. Good times! We won't even mention the superglue-on-the-tongue-and-lips-incident that accompanied this crafting adventure. (What, you've never bitten on the end of the tube when you were running out &am

I'm sure Nat is somewhere laughing and pleased! Her spirit will live on here at VC.

So good to see you around!

I'm so far beyond stunned that I've just been sitting here for the past hour crying, unable to organize my thoughts enough to even post. Alissa keeps handing me tissues, hugging me, and reminding me that we'll meet again, in a better place. I do believe that, but it's hard to remember in such a sad time. Natalie, sweet girl, I trust that wherever your soul is now, you are aware of all the love we all feel for you. You did so many wonderful things with a much-too-abbreviated life! I sit here now, typing, with my 3 tinfoil sculptures gazing contentedly down from the shelf beside me, where they

We love you anyway, old gal. PS - Make Rob buy you some half-gifts on your own half-birthday, March 9th. Suggest half a diamond necklace. Belated birthday hugs to your mom, Kate!

Oh, same here, for sure! We need another concert get-together, soon. Damn, we had such fun at those shows, despite nearly freezing to death!

I'll explain once more, Dunja dear.....on a half-birthday, the celebrant is whatever-age-and-a-half. So for Tom and Brennan, both born on January 5th, their next half-birthday will be 6 months from now.....July 5th. On that date, they will get half a cake, along with some goofy, summer-ish gifts (beach toys, flip-flops, stuff like that) that have EITHER bows, OR wrapping paper, but never both. See? It all half-makes-sense!! Besides, having a January 5th birthday, they kinda get lost in the shuffle of the whole Christmas craziness, so it's only fair that they celebrate again half a year lat